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I shaked violently,as soon as I did, I felt him pour in me. He rolled off me ,mye became blurry.. "I love you Michael"I told him exhaustedly. I thought he didn't hear me...I just fell into a deep slumber. "I love you Natty" I heard him say but I was already asleep.

On a night long ago, in a manger far away, God delivered a promise we still cling to this day Through a sky filled with stars, the angels did sing And on a clear Christmas Eve, the melody still rings. Hear the song in the falling snow, In your heart, feel a love that grows With each flake that falls from above Hear God’s promise of eternal love Wrapped in warmth each cool December night We bask in the love of our family’s light. Bells are ringing, laughing children play, And in each chorus you’ll hear Him say,

3rd January, 1999(morning) The Warehouse Lana Its a never ending circle. A repeated sequence I experience everyday, locked up in this room with little or no contact. A hollow feeling in my heart whenever I think about my family, the grief I feel whenever I remember those who died in that bloody Christmas party.

She laughs before climbing off the bed and scooping me up in one hand. Then the next thing she does is to rip off my head and then throw me into the garbage bin. The last thing I remember before it all goes dark is a horrible laughter coming from somewhere in the room, which is Marybelle’s real voice. So, lying there in the garbage with my body next to my head, I keep hearing that laughter till there is nothing and I assume I am dead.

A lullaby hums in a voice not your own Sung from the mouths of the buried and dead A faceless thing grins in the wide doorway Stretching its arms, your escort inside Your name is etched on a tomb with no grave A jagged whisperer, an icy brace Your heart beats loud, but not for long Run, run, but your feet won't move The darkness wraps its chains around you I said grin forms in the blackest shade Time runs out, and so will your veins The bells don't toll; the clocks don't chime Only the sound of the end of time Your Shadow melts your hands turn cold The nightmare sings as it takes hold I'm sorry to say, but this is the end Your breath is stolen; no need to pretend A door creaks open; the void

“Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!” I sigh, mumbling sleepy nonsense and refusing to open my eyes. I roll over, slinging my arm out over the pups and trapping at least one wriggling little body beneath me. “Mommy, wake up!” They exclaim, giggling delightedly. “It’s Christmas!” I mutter a bit more, groggily cracking one eyelid. “Wha’s happening?” “Mommy, it’s Christmas!” They cry again. “Christmas?” I repeat, sitting up now and stretching. “Are you sure, wasn’t that yesterday?”

Her big smile lit up her face as each syllable reverberated, and she and Cassandra sang along to the music : “You're my wish list Lookin' at you got me thinking Christmas Snowflakes in my stomach when we're kissin' And when you're comin' down the chimney, ooh, it feels so good I need that Charles Dickens You'll be Santa Claus and I'll be Mrs. I'll take you for a ride, I'll be your vixen I don't even know, I'm talkin' Christmas I'm talkin', I'm talkin' (ah) Caught up in the loveliness of the music, she lost herself to the dance, her movements completely in sync with the jubilant tempo of the song.

Let teeth fall out, and hair turn white, Let fever burn them every night. Their minds shall fade, their eyes grow blind, No peace, no joy, no rest to find. Their cries will echo in the dark, As shadows leave a lasting mark. They'll beg for help, they'll scream in vain, But nothing stops the rising pain. This curse I send, it shall not miss, My blood, my voice, I seal with this." As he finished the chant, Bruce threw a pinch of dark powder into the flame of the nearest candle. The flame turned black for a moment, and a low hiss echoed through the attic.

William was so frail that he looked like a gentle breeze was enough to bowl him over. "The past is in the past, William," I answered calmly. William tried to say something, but all his words died in his throat before coming out as a sigh. Eventually, he closed his eyes. He passed away that night. I had already packed up my things when Jason knocked on my door. He stood outside, his eyes red-rimmed. When he spoke, his voice was raspy and his words nearly unintelligible. "Will you still come back, Mom?" I stared at him, letting the silence drag on.

“I do trust you, tía. This situation isn’t to say that I didn’t trust you. I know what you sacrifice for me, and I also won’t hesitate to do the same for you.” *** That night I had a nightmare. My aunt was dying and the only hope I had was Alexander. I looked up from her frail form on the bed, to the man I hated the most in this world. “Please help her,” I cried. “I’ll do anything.” The was no mercy in his eyes as he spoke. “Too late. You really underestimate me, love.” With no warning, he pulled out a gun and pointed it at me. “You only had one choice. Now, you die.”